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dabsolum - 3 fingas of death lyrics

lemme light up this purp a little bit
d-mn

say f-ck it, you know?
life is life and you just gotta live it
whether its broken or exquisite
you get it?

[verse 1]

sky is grey, i’m desperate for a stretch of sun
webs flung in the pacific, still ain’t catchin none
looking through the perspective of a gun
settlin for sl-ts who are on amphetamines and drunk
affection is lost, sessions of drugs
forget what love is, my expression is gone
until i met the one. my attention had jumped
from livin’ a thug, to thinkin about children an such
in the near future, that path is clear in view
but if i dont use this, thats another year wasted
mere patience isnt enough to steer a make-shift
my conscious i raised it with egyptian ancient teachings
make believe? maybe read this and please dont wait for jesus
the way i see it, religion has been makin diseases
control your mind through culture, devoted time
just so they can have you close your eyes
i keep my 3 open, the prophet he is chosen
to lead the broken, feed the homeless and defeat the corporations
it seemed so hopeless, but now that we’ve awoken
the shift is here, i intend to lead every moment

[verse 2]

my brain juice feelin kinda concentrated
made in a minute, life really ain’t too complicated
if we got to basics, but we flock to hatred
can we stop it? maybe, but my topics not related
to guns, drugs, money and fun
if you saw this world for what it really was
it’s soul weeps gently, we just ain’t plugged in
connect the f-ck in, see this world we’ve f-cked it
its just human nature
ironically convey life from the dead, paper
can’t take it anymore so i stay wasted
no lie like that alabama guy basin’
r.i.p. to the king cause this is the last straw
silly how these mothaf-ckas try to act hard
the -ss on this broad will make you jack your jaw
can’t keep along? then read this like a poem

[verse 3]

f-ckin morons, how could you be more wrong?
bout my lyrics, and my life how i live it
i may be dark, but i am no form of religious
satanic practices, thats a false depiction
spinnin into a dark abyss
narcissists surrounding me, don’t know how hard it is
when the cards are switched, can’t tell who the mark is
feeding us misinfo’ with the precision of marksmen (d-mn)
cloudiness, haze, we’re accustomed to it daily
bound to quit, its a shame that sanity is crazy
vanity is making calamities and hatred
good or evil? can’t really tell which face is which

root of evil keeps us grounded from reality
forming calluses over what’s real and what is fantasy
(x2)

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